Villain: Manipulating the Heroines into hating the Protagonist
Chapter Summary
The only sounds were the soft crackle of a small fire Wang Jian had lit, the gentle rustling of Liu Ruyan sorting through herbs, and the faint hum of Yue Lingshan's newly established defensive arrays. "Your skill with the arrays today was magnificent," he whispered, loud enough for the others to potentially overhear if they strained. "Your poisons were flawless, Ruyan," he said, his voice warmer, more appreciative than it had been for Chen Ying.
Inside the hidden, fortified canyon sanctuary, a strange kind of peace settled in.
Outside, the world was likely still reeling from the sudden silence – the end of the Beast Tide's roar, the cessation of the Hundred Beast Manor's bombardment.
But inside their misty veil, it was quiet.
The only sounds were the soft crackle of a small fire Wang Jian had lit, the gentle rustling of Liu Ruyan sorting through herbs, and the faint hum of Yue Lingshan's newly established defensive arrays.
The survivors were huddled in a separate chamber, resting under the watchful eyes of the stone golems Lingshan had activated.
Wang Jian took a moment, leaning back against a smooth rock wall, letting the relative calm wash over him.
His body still ached, but the frantic edge of survival had faded, replaced by the satisfying hum of victory and the anticipation of future gains.
He watched his women, each engaged in their tasks.
Lingshan, utterly absorbed in a pile of looted Hundred Beast Manor cultivation manuals, her brow furrowed in concentration.
Chen Ying, sitting perfectly still in a corner, meditating, her aura sharp and cold like a drawn blade.
Liu Ruyan, carefully organizing piles of herbs and pills, her movements neat and precise.
A feeling of deep, possessive satisfaction filled him.
These magnificent women, each powerful and talented in her own right, were his.
His tools, his partners, his playthings.
He decided it was time for a little… performance.
Reinforce the main relationship, keep the others in line, sow the seeds for future plans.
He pushed himself off the wall, wincing slightly – a calculated display of lingering injury – and walked over to where Yue Lingshan sat engrossed in a thick, beast-hide bound book.
He came up behind her silently, wrapping his arms around her slim waist, pulling her back against his chest.
She let out a soft gasp of surprise, then relaxed into his embrace, tilting her head back to rest against his shoulder.
"What has captured my brilliant array master's attention so completely?
" he murmured, his breath warm against her ear, his voice a low, affectionate rumble.
He nuzzled the soft skin of her neck, inhaling her clean, floral scent.
Lingshan tilted the book so he could see.
"Look at this, Jian.
It's one of their core manuals on Beast Formation tactics!
The way they integrate spirit beasts directly into array structures… it's fascinating!
Brutish, perhaps, compared to our sect's elegance, but the raw power is undeniable.
Imagine combining this with my control arrays…"He chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to her temple.
"Always thinking, my love.
That is why you are invaluable.
" He did this openly, deliberately, in the main hall.
He knew Chen Ying, though seemingly lost in meditation, was aware of everything.
He knew Liu Ruyan, though focused on her herbs, would steal glances, her heart likely aching with a familiar pang of jealousy.
Good.
Let them see.
Let them remember who the queen was.
"Your skill with the arrays today was magnificent," he whispered, loud enough for the others to potentially overhear if they strained.
"You saved us all.
That final gravitational trap… flawless.
"Yue Lingshan practically melted into his embrace, her heart full to bursting.
She felt so loved, so cherished, so utterly secure in his affection.
She turned slightly, reaching up to caress his cheek.
"We did it together, Jian.
Your plan was brilliant.
""Perhaps," he allowed with a small smile, "but useless without your execution.
"Chen Ying's eyes remained closed, but her jaw clenched, just for a fraction of a second, almost imperceptibly.
'He displays such easy affection for her, praises her so openly,' she thought, a familiar, bitter sting twisting in her gut.
'While I… I am his hidden tool, his secret blade.
It is… appropriate.
My role is not one for public displays.
But… it still stings.
'Liu Ruyan, sorting through a pile of colorful beast cores, felt that sharp, familiar pang of jealousy stab at her heart.
Seeing them together, so close, so loving… it was a painful reminder of her own place.
But then she remembered his whispered promise, his possessive kiss, the secret pact they now shared.
'He treats her like a queen in public, yes… that is her right as his Dao Companion.
But he promised me rewards in private.
He needs my skills.
I just need to be patient.
My time will come.
'Wang Jian tightened his embrace around Lingshan, kissing her deeply, passionately, his hand moving down to possessively stroke the curve of her hip.
It was a clear, unambiguous signal to the other two women: This one is mine.
She is the primary.
He broke the kiss, resting his forehead against hers.
"With all these new resources, Lingshan," he murmured, his voice filled with plans for their shared future, "your cultivation will soar.
That Sky-Ripper Eagle will make you untouchable in the heavens.
We must both enter a period of seclusion soon, properly consolidate our gains from this battle.
Imagine how strong we will be when we emerge.
""Yes, Jian," she whispered back, her eyes shining with love and ambition.
"Together.
We will become strong enough to face whatever comes next.
"They talked quietly for a few more minutes, discussing potential modifications to their cave dwelling's arrays using the looted materials, reinforcing their bond, their partnership, in the eyes (and ears) of the others.
It was a perfect performance of a loving, devoted couple planning their future.
Finally, after a suitable display, he released her, giving her a final, loving peck on the cheek.
"Rest now, my love.
Study your manuals.
You've more than earned it.
"Lingshan smiled, gathered her books, gave him one last loving glance, and headed towards her private chamber, feeling completely adored and utterly secure.
The very instant Yue Lingshan disappeared from view, the warmth vanished from Wang Jian's eyes, replaced by that familiar, cool, possessive glint.
The performance was over.
The predator was back in charge.
He didn't even glance at Liu Ruyan yet.
He walked directly over to where Chen Ying sat meditating, a silent, icy statue in the corner.
He didn't speak.
He simply stopped before her and placed a hand firmly on her shoulder.
Her eyes snapped open.
There was no surprise, no fear.
Only a flicker of startled, ingrained submission.
She looked up at him, waiting for her command.
He leaned down, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear, his voice a low, cold whisper that sent shivers down her spine, shivers that were equal parts fear and a dark, twisted excitement.
"Your work in the canyon was… satisfactory," he breathed.
It was grudging praise, the bare minimum acknowledgement, but for Chen Ying, starved for any sign of his approval that wasn't purely sexual, it was like ambrosia.
His hand didn't linger.
It slid down her arm, a brief, almost dismissive touch.
But then, his fingers deliberately, possessively, brushed against the heavy, magnificent curve of her large breast through the fabric of her robes.
It was a fleeting contact, a casual assertion of ownership, a reminder of her true status.
"You have earned a small reward," he whispered, his breath warm against her skin.
"Later.
"Chen Ying trembled, a dark, forbidden excitement flooding her veins.
Later.
The word was a promise, a threat, and an intoxicating drug all rolled into one.
She gave a barely perceptible nod, her gaze dropping to the floor, her heart hammering against her ribs.
She was his blade, his tool, and he had deemed her worthy of a… reward.
He straightened up, his attention already shifting.
He turned and walked towards Liu Ruyan, who was still meticulously sorting herbs at a rough stone table they had salvaged.
She had been pretending not to watch his interaction with Chen Ying, but her slightly flushed cheeks gave her away.
He approached her, his demeanor softening slightly, but still carrying an undeniable edge of command.
"Your poisons were flawless, Ruyan," he said, his voice warmer, more appreciative than it had been for Chen Ying.
"Truly.
You exceeded my expectations.
That incense… it worked even better than I had hoped.
"He came up behind her, his hands landing gently on her shoulders.
She stiffened for a moment, then relaxed, leaning back slightly into his touch.
His hands slid down her arms, warm and strong, then moved to encircle her waist, pulling her back against his hard chest.
He buried his face in her hair, inhaling the faint, sweet, and unique scent of herbs and her own delicate skin.
His hands didn't stay at her waist.
They moved upwards, slowly, deliberately, brazenly cupping her full, soft breasts through the fabric of her green robes.
He felt her gasp, her whole body going rigid for a split second before melting against him, a soft, involuntary whimper escaping her lips.
She made no protest.
Her earlier jealousy, her lingering shyness, it was all forgotten, burned away by the overwhelming reality of his touch, his possessive heat, his whispered promise.
He kissed the side of her neck, his lips trailing a path of fire towards her ear.
"Just a small taste of the rewards I promised you," he murmured, his voice a low, seductive growl.
His thumbs found her nipples through the fabric, teasing them, rolling them until they were hard, aching peaks.
She moaned aloud, a soft, helpless sound, her head falling back against his shoulder.
"Be patient, my sweet, clever fairy," he whispered, his breath hot in her ear.
"Our time will come.
When we go to your sect… when we are alone, away from prying eyes… you better be prepared to serve me.
To show me just how grateful you are.
I plan to enjoy everything your beautiful sect, and your beautiful body, has to offer.
"The promise, so lewd, so possessive, so utterly shameless, should have horrified her.
Instead, it sent a wave of dizzying, debilitating excitement crashing through her.
She felt weak, breathless, utterly consumed by her love and her desire for this terrifying, magnificent man.
He released her abruptly then, stepping back, leaving her trembling, breathless, and aching for more.
He had expertly stoked the fires of their devotion and their desire, reminding them both of their place, reinforcing his absolute control, ensuring their continued, unwavering loyalty.
With his secondary assets properly motivated and put in their place, Wang Jian turned his attention back to the practicalities of their situation.
He called both Chen Ying and Liu Ruyan to his primary private chamber (not the soundproof one used for debauchery, but the one designated for strategy and cultivation).
Yue Lingshan was still deep in meditation, undisturbed.
He didn't waste time on pleasantries.
He got straight to the point.
He laid out a selection of the looted resources on the stone table between them, items specifically chosen to match their individual cultivation paths and needs.
"The spoils of war are utterly meaningless unless they translate directly into tangible strength," he told them, his tone serious, the voice of a commander addressing his lieutenants.
"Both of you are now cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Realm, a significant achievement.
But your foundations are newly formed.
They need solidifying.
They need resources.
These," he gestured to the items on the table, "will aid you.
"He pushed a thick, ancient-looking manual, bound in tough beast hide, towards Chen Ying.
It was the one he had taken from Xiong Shan's pouch.
"This manual details the vital points, the meridian weaknesses, and the behavioral patterns of over three hundred common spirit beasts found in the Endless Mountain Range," he explained.
"Study it.
Memorize it.
Combine this knowledge with your Asura's Gaze.
Learn to kill not just with power, but with perfect, deadly precision.
Become an even sharper, even more terrifying blade for me.
"Chen Ying took the manual with a reverent bow, her eyes gleaming with a cold, focused light.
This was practical, useful knowledge that would directly enhance her lethality.
It was a gift far more valuable to her than mere spirit stones.
He then added, his voice hardening slightly as his gaze locked onto hers, "Use these resources wisely.
Use the time we have here.
I expect to see significant progress from you when I return from the Crimson Pill Sect.
Do not disappoint me.
"Chen Ying felt a surge of motivation, a fierce determination driven equally by his praise, his invaluable gift, and the subtle, underlying threat in his final command.
She would not fail him.
She would become the deadliest weapon in his arsenal.
Next, he turned to Liu Ruyan.
He pushed several small, exquisitely crafted jade boxes towards her.
Inside, nestled on soft silk, were several rare, high-grade beast cores, pulsating with pure Wood and Water elemental energy – the spoils from some of the more valuable Third Grade beasts they had culled.
"Ruyan," he said, his voice softer, more encouraging.
"Your Blood Spirit Flame is a terrifyingly potent force.
But its consumption of your spiritual energy is immense.
These cores," he tapped the jade boxes, "are rich in the elemental energies that nourish your own spiritual roots.
Absorb them.
Refine them.
Use their power to replenish your reserves, to strengthen your meridians, and to gain a finer, more precise control over your flame.
Learn to wield it not just as a destructive flood, but as a surgical scalpel.
"Liu Ruyan's eyes filled with grateful tears.
These cores were priceless treasures, perfectly suited to her cultivation path.
He had not only seen her weakness but had provided the exact solution she needed to overcome it.
"Thank you, Jian," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.
He gave her a brief, encouraging nod, then addressed them both, his gaze sweeping over them, serious and commanding once more.
"Our enemies are not resting," he stated grimly.
"The Azure Sword Clan prepares for war.
The Crimson Pill Sect is fractured, a viper's nest of internal strife.
And behind it all, this hidden organization pulls strings in the shadows, orchestrating chaos for their own unknown ends.
We must become stronger.
Faster than any of them.
Our survival depends on it.
"He dismissed them then, and they both immediately resolved to enter seclusion, to use every available moment to cultivate, to absorb the resources he had given them, to become the powerful assets he needed them to be.
Left alone, Wang Jian finally contemplated his own gains.
He had pills, artifacts, manuals, and a king's ransom in spirit stones.
More importantly, he had the subtle but noticeable boost to his cultivation from absorbing the Yin essence of his new sluts, a path he now knew he could exploit further, if inefficiently.
His gaze drifted towards the chamber where he had stored his two newly tamed beasts – the Third Grade Shadow Leopard and the Third Grade pair of Thunderclap Wolves he had given to Chen Ying.
'Their potential is good,' he mused.
'But Third Grade is still too weak.
I need to find resources specific to their bloodlines, things that will accelerate their growth, push them towards the Fourth Grade.
'His thoughts then turned to the magnificent Fourth Grade beasts he had gifted to Lingshan and Ruyan.
'The Sky-Ripper Eagle… the Black-Scaled Flood Serpent… powerful, yes.
But still vulnerable.
If I want them to be able truly protect my women, especially against potential Core Formation threats in the future… I need to find a way to evolve them.
To push them to the Fifth Grade.
' He knew it was a monumental, almost impossible task, requiring legendary treasures and profound luck.
But the thought took root in his mind.
'Lingshan and Ruyan deserve guardians capable of defying the heavens.
As for Ying'er… her grandfather is a Core Formation Elder.
She has her own protector.
For now.
'He sighed.
So many plans, so many resources needed.
He also needed to fully consolidate his own recent breakthrough, heal the last lingering traces of his injuries, and, most importantly, find the time to analyze those encrypted jade slips he had looted from Xiong Shan.
They might hold the key to understanding the Hundred Beast Manor's movements, or even the secrets of the hidden organization.
He realized then that a period of deep seclusion was absolutely necessary.
And this hidden, fortified canyon, safe from the prying eyes of the world, provided the perfect, unexpected opportunity.